Luyện nghe bài hát Georgie

As I walked out over bridge
One misty early,
I overheard a fair maid
Was for her Geordie.

Ah, my Geordie will be in a golden chain,
'Tis not the of many
He was born of king's breed
And to a virtuous lady.

Go bridle me my milk steed,
Go me my pony,
I will to London court
To for the life of my Geordie.

Ah, my never stole nor cow nor calf,
He hurted any,
Stole of the king's royal deer,
And he them in Bohenny.

Two pretty have I born,
The lies in my body,
I'd part with them every one
If spare the life of Geordie.

The judge looked his left shoulder,
He said maid I'm sorry
He said maid you must be gone
For I cannot Geordie.

Ah, my will be hanged in a golden chain,
not the chain of many,
Stole of the king's royal deer
And he them in Bohenny.